"Please go for me, there's a little bottle in my small bag," she said, turning to her husband, "you know, in the side pocket
; bring it, please, and meanwhile they'll finish clearing up here."
Sam buttoned the will carefully in a side pocket; intimating by a look, meanwhile, that he did mean it, and very seriously too.
Weller, thrusting his pocket-book in his side pocket. 'Vith the bills for the lease, and that, there's eleven hundred and eighty pound here.
"Why, this is Count de Coude, of France." "If I am mistaken," said the accuser, "I shall gladly apologize; but before I do so first let monsieur le count explain the extra cards which I saw him drop into his side pocket
It would be a simple thing to shoot the man from the pocket where the pistol lay without drawing the weapon, and with this purpose in mind the Englishman slipped his hands into the side pocket
of his blouse, but simultaneously with this action his wrist was seized in a powerful grasp and a low voice whispered in English: "Lieutenant, it is I, Tarzan of the Apes."
He lay upon his back with one arm doubled under him, and according to his own belief had hardly stirred since he fell, except that he had moved his free hand to a side pocket
, in which he remembered to have some bread and meat (of which he had swallowed crumbs), and had likewise scooped up a little water in it now and then.
Young Count Toll objected to the Swedish general's views more warmly than anyone else, and in the course of the dispute drew from his side pocket
a well-filled notebook, which he asked permission to read to them.
He shoved the weapon into the side pocket
of his coat, ordered another Martini, and resumed his seat.
With their hands plunged deep in the side pockets
of their coats, they dodged in sideways, one shoulder first, as if afraid to start the bell going.
He stalked up and down the room once or twice, and then, standing opposite Philip with his hands thrust in his side pockets
, he said, as if continuing a conversation that had not been broken off,--
But he had no basket of tools, and he was not walking with the old erectness, looking keenly round him; his hands were thrust in his side pockets
, and his eyes rested chiefly on the ground.
With a sudden movement he shook his arm free, and after two ineffectual attempts stuck his freckled fists into his side pockets